thoughts on the eve of 39 weeks

This is the 3rd post I have started in the last 2 weeks and I am determined to get it published!

If you had asked me 6 weeks ago if I would still be pregnant today, 1 week before my due date, I would have told you there was no way I would make it. While I am glad Baby didn't come early for his developmental sake, I truly can't believe I've made it this long. As of right now, I am thinking I will likely get started on my due date like I did with Kate. 8 days and counting...

There are so many ways that this feels like I am pregnant for the first time. I don't know if I am super forgetful, or if it is just different this time. I don't remember having so many contractions, or being SO uncomfortable all the time. I don't miss the swelling that was enormously present with my first pregnancy though; THAT I can remember.

It's amazing to me that our family will be changing again. Just like any life change--getting married, having your first child--I am in that state of wonderment when you think, "what IS it going to be like?" And you really don't know until you're there for yourself.

Kate is doing awesome with the whole thing, although I do secretly suspect she thinks that "Baby Brother" is just the name we gave my big belly! We've been talking about it so long that in kid years, it must seem like I've always been pregnant. Heck-I feel like I have always been pregnant!!

More than anything, I am just anxious to get on with this next phase of life. The waiting is beginning to feel like I am watching water waiting for it to boil....

Can't wait to meet you, Little Guy. Come out soon!